Shitty New Year
Jan. 1st, 2024 10:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ateolfNow I don't actually subscribe to the sentiment espoused by the subject of this post and in general it has been quite a lovely New Year's. However, the subject does refer to a very specific incident that did happen and to which it is a quite accurate encapsulation. But I'll get to that in due chronological order. So let's start with some other stuff from that day!
The day had a slow and lazy start, but in the afternoon I went with Mary Beth to Overton Park and we took a nice walk around the Old Forest and around the pond (hanging out with a duck couple). As usual we got some nice sunset cloud color action. Then a little after getting home, as the requisite twenty-four hours had passed, I was able to plug in the new mini-fridge! I still haven't had the opportunity to drink from its contents, but the cans and bottles are feeling cold so it seems to be doing its job! I'll probably try one soon. Mary Beth and I had our nice New Year's Eve fondue tradition. And we were having a nice and lovely low key evening together, until...
So now we have arrived at the titular incident! It was a little after 11:30 and I went to use the small bathroom when I knocked over my shaving gear, all kept in a little glass bowl that is also part of my shaving gear, and sent it crashing right the fuck into the fucking toilet. It exploded and glass went everywhere in the small bathroom, but mostly just inside of the fucking toilet bowl. So! I had a whole bunch of glass to clean up everywhere but especially out of the fucking toilet bowl! So I should probably give a little background on the setup. This is a very tiny bathroom and I shave in there instead of the (slightly) larger main bathroom for a couple of reasons: first, the water gets hotter and hot quicker probably because it's positioned right above the water heater; and second, the light fixture is on the wall in front (just above the mirror) instead of on the ceiling behind one's head...all of which make for a much nicer shaving experience; therefore, I've kept my shaving gear in this bathroom where I actually shave. Now, as I've said before, it's a very tiny bathroom. And there's no closet and just one little shelf, which is a little plank propped up on the wainscotting? (is it wainscotting if it's bathroom tile? I'm not sure but I guess you get the idea whatever it's supposed to be called) in the little alcove that encompasses the toilet. So the shaving gear has been there for years with no incident sitting right above the toilet. I guess a few times I've had fears of its precariousness, but it all went fine and what can ya do!? I guess you wait a few years until you knock a piece of glass off right into the fucking toilet and then have to clean up glass off the floor but also out of the toilet itself. Anyway! So I put on some gloves and scooped all the little pieces of glass out of the toilet, and yes, that was about as unpleasant as you'd imagine. At least it was an otherwise empty toilet bowl. Not all of the other shaving equipment made it into the bowl, some did but some flew onto the floor. Still, I feel that in toto the set is a lost cause and is all getting trashed. Anyway, I finished cleaning it all up JUST in time to find Mary Beth again and get ready for the changeover.
She was outside and I joined her right as it was turning 11:59. So we rang in the New Year and then had a little champagne and hung out outside looking at the sky and such. Not a whole lot else. We were up a little late but anyway, now it's a new year. Okay. Enough of all this!
The day had a slow and lazy start, but in the afternoon I went with Mary Beth to Overton Park and we took a nice walk around the Old Forest and around the pond (hanging out with a duck couple). As usual we got some nice sunset cloud color action. Then a little after getting home, as the requisite twenty-four hours had passed, I was able to plug in the new mini-fridge! I still haven't had the opportunity to drink from its contents, but the cans and bottles are feeling cold so it seems to be doing its job! I'll probably try one soon. Mary Beth and I had our nice New Year's Eve fondue tradition. And we were having a nice and lovely low key evening together, until...
So now we have arrived at the titular incident! It was a little after 11:30 and I went to use the small bathroom when I knocked over my shaving gear, all kept in a little glass bowl that is also part of my shaving gear, and sent it crashing right the fuck into the fucking toilet. It exploded and glass went everywhere in the small bathroom, but mostly just inside of the fucking toilet bowl. So! I had a whole bunch of glass to clean up everywhere but especially out of the fucking toilet bowl! So I should probably give a little background on the setup. This is a very tiny bathroom and I shave in there instead of the (slightly) larger main bathroom for a couple of reasons: first, the water gets hotter and hot quicker probably because it's positioned right above the water heater; and second, the light fixture is on the wall in front (just above the mirror) instead of on the ceiling behind one's head...all of which make for a much nicer shaving experience; therefore, I've kept my shaving gear in this bathroom where I actually shave. Now, as I've said before, it's a very tiny bathroom. And there's no closet and just one little shelf, which is a little plank propped up on the wainscotting? (is it wainscotting if it's bathroom tile? I'm not sure but I guess you get the idea whatever it's supposed to be called) in the little alcove that encompasses the toilet. So the shaving gear has been there for years with no incident sitting right above the toilet. I guess a few times I've had fears of its precariousness, but it all went fine and what can ya do!? I guess you wait a few years until you knock a piece of glass off right into the fucking toilet and then have to clean up glass off the floor but also out of the toilet itself. Anyway! So I put on some gloves and scooped all the little pieces of glass out of the toilet, and yes, that was about as unpleasant as you'd imagine. At least it was an otherwise empty toilet bowl. Not all of the other shaving equipment made it into the bowl, some did but some flew onto the floor. Still, I feel that in toto the set is a lost cause and is all getting trashed. Anyway, I finished cleaning it all up JUST in time to find Mary Beth again and get ready for the changeover.
She was outside and I joined her right as it was turning 11:59. So we rang in the New Year and then had a little champagne and hung out outside looking at the sky and such. Not a whole lot else. We were up a little late but anyway, now it's a new year. Okay. Enough of all this!
